Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. " The Wastrel tried to reach Ruth's lips. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls. ” She paused, and he waited for her to speak.
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